Funny Story:
I went to visit Auntie and Uncle Lloyd last night at their "mostly senior" building in which you have to dial a number on an intercom to be buzzed in. So Please picture this scenario:
Me, with nerd glasses, Levi jeans and a black turtleneck. Most unthreatening looking person in the city. I dialed the code, Uncle Lloyd answered and in his advanced stage in life combined with the speaker phone intercom in an echo-y entryway, it resulted in a extra loud conversation that went something like this:
Me: HI UNCLE LLOYD ITS LEANNE
Uncle Lloyd: LEANNE DEAR! COME ON IN (I will never grow tired of hearing his sweet warm voice saying my name. I heart him!)
(in the meantime, an elderly lady, upon hearing voices, peers around the corner and stands in front of the glass door, and I smile sweetly)
Intercom: (silence, he must've forgotten to press "9")
Lady: (muffled voice due to aforementioned glass door between us, talking to her caregiver) I can't let her in, I don't know her.
Me: (still standing waiting for the door to buzz to allow access)
Lady: DO YOU LIVE HERE???
Me: NO, BUT MY AUNT AND UNCLE DO
Lady: WHOOOO?
Me: MY UNNNNNCLE AND AUUUUNT
Lady: (now 3 inches from glass, cupping her ear) I CAN'T HEAR YOU!
Uncle Lloyd: HELLO
Me: HI UNCLE LLOYD, IT DIDN'T WORK
Uncle Lloyd: SORRY DEAR, COME ON UP!
Me: I opened the door and walked through
Lady: (semi following me) Do you live here? Sorry I couldn't let you in, I don't know you.
Me: No, but my aunt and uncle do. No worries
Lady: Who's your aunt?
Me: Kaye Matheson
Lady: LOVE her! Why didn't you tell me?? Tell her her I said Hi! I'm so sorry I didn't let you in.
HAHAHAHAHA
I told them the story when I got upstairs and Auntie asked what she looked like, and I mentioned that she had an Eastern Europe accent, she knew right away who it was!!
So funny. One of my favorite things to have happen to me in a long time!!
Cheers!
